For their part, Alex and Greg kept glasses filled, food circulating and answered the occasional question of this or that waiter and the night wore on....‘Ladies, as thrilling as this night has been,’ Alex said with a slight yawn, ‘I have an early appointment and need to seek my bed. And I think we should let Guy have his restaurant back so he can go home to his wife before she forgets what he looks like.’ It was well past midnight and while there were still one or two patrons in the place, it was. She strode toward the door and made it in seconds. “I’m nothing like her.”Maddi almost got to her car before she stopped. By then, tears stung her eyes with such pain it blurred her vision. She settled next to the driver’s door and crotched, finally allowing herself to cry. Her legs cooled on the cement as she sat and her short, pitiful sobs forcing themselves free. There she sat in silence for half an hour, Christy’s assertions still plunged in her heart like a dagger. -------Maddi couldn’t. .My loneliness grew and masturbation was just placating me, but I needed to touch another and be touched.I had not heard from my boyfriend in months and so I moved on...I wanted to give another blow job.. a really good blow job..I had met other men, but I was not interested in any of themThey did not have my boyfriends touch or smile.One night I was working late and I on my way home, I met a man, an older man, he was tall, dark and very handsome. When I looked at him, I could feel my. ” I started.“And you changed my life.”“You were already a writer, I didn’t do much. Maybe encourage you a bit. You always had talent.”“Encourage? That’s all? You’re the only man who did. My father told me I was stupid. My preacher told me I should settle for finding a reliable husband. You told me I had talent. I never thought anyone would care about anything I did.”“You wrote it. It was all you.”“You convinced me I had value as something other than a breeder.”I wasn’t sure what to say. “You.